| Please oh please oh please
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| Give me just one more hit
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| Please oh please oh please
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| Give me just one more hit
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| It’s an exorcism bitches
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| A horror story
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| Okay we stole you from your mother and we beat you red and bloody
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| And we made you build a country and we never gave you nothing
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| But a savior with our ugly face painted on the front
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| And we let you sing about it entertain us every Sunday
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| Sing when you’re worshipping sing when you’re working
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| And see if you can sing your self out of the hurt you’re in
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| Please oh please give me just one more hit
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| Make it extra special and you might not get the whip
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| People want to hear your instruments and voices
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| It’s just so annoying have to always come and join you
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| It reminds us of the horrible conditions that we’re causing
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| Really rather avoid it try hard to ignore it
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| Give me one performance and an engineer record it
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| Then we can all enjoy it and we never have to know you
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| Please oh please give me just one more hit
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| I sell it ‘round the planet and I’m keeping every cent
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| Treat you like a hero and we all come to see you
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| In a big fancy theatre dressed in a tuxedo
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| Going to have to seat you in the kitchen when you feed you
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| A place this regal doesn’t serve your kind of people
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| Love to get an earful and praise and even cheer you
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| But we’re still too fearful to think of eating near you
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| Please oh please give me just one more hit
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| You sing so very nice but I don’t want you ‘round my kids
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| Fetishize your culture yet while it’s still among you
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| We analyze insult it and criticize and judge it
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| Look down upon you say your music’s from the jungle
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| And a civilized country couldn’t gain anything from it
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| Said it’s from the devil and it cause nothing but trouble
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| And tell you that you’re ugly and we think it’s so disgusting
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| But oh please still give me one more hit
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| Give me 20 years see if I can learn to spit
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| Your soul power got me so excited
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| That I went home and I tried it till I could do it just like you
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| Just a little bit lighter tired with less fire
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| Stiff sanitized to the white people’s liking
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| Now they’re so inspired by the way that I recite it
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| Celebrate a pirate as our nation’s greatest writer
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| Please oh please give me just one more hit
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| We like your music better when it’s spilling from our lips
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| You create it we can’t relate so we hate it
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| Say it’s too flagrant human nature too naked
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| But be patient eventually you’ll escape it
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| Then we take it reshape it rename it and claim it
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| If you get in the business we’ll just find a way to flip it
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| We don’t celebrate success you’re getting for a minute
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| After years of getting rich if you ever make us split it
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| We’ll just film your cars and cribs call you materialistic
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| Boys in blue harass you, say you’re getting too successful
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| Do you for the taxes and sue you for the samples
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| You just get a plaque so you can glue it on your mantle
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| Looking dapper when you tap a little tune on your piano
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| Patented your soul gave your heart a bar code
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| Now so appalled at the gall to download
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| Please oh please give me just one more hit
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| P. S. Thank you and suck my dick
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| Please oh please oh please |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Won More Hit , by - Brother Ali. Song from the album Mourning In America And Dreaming In Color, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп